A potluck is a gathering of people where each participant is expected to bring a dish of food to be shared among the group. Baptist Potluck is where we will be gathering for "food for thought" from Baptists and "food for the soul" from the Word of God.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

VOICES AT CHRISTMAS

I planned a lavish modern homeWhere wealthy friends could call,But then I heard an orphan say,“I have no home at all.”

I planned to buy a bedroom suiteSo exquisite with charmBut then I heard a mother pray,“Lord, keep my baby warm.”

I wanted then a freezerTo store my fancy food,For mine was now old-fashionedand not the kind that stood.

Just then across the oceanCame this bitter, plaintive cry:“But I don’t have a bite of food…Please help me or I die.”

I bought a car for ChristmasIt was for my loved ones dear,But then I heard an orphan cry,“I have no loved ones here.”

I spent a lot of moneyfor friends at Christmastime,But when it came to missions,I didn’t give a dime.

When Christmas was all over,I reckoned what I’d spent.It was so vast and large a sum I could not but repent.

For it just seemed I heard that mornA far-off mother say,“How long ago was Jesus bornTo take our sins away?”

Her words began to haunt my heartFor it had grown so coldMy children had the gospel lightBut hers were still untold.

I vowed that day that I would giveAnd work with all my mightto win a lost and dying worldFrom sin and heathen night.